Spencer: "We, the Liars, we are no longer Toby's friends."
Emily: "That is not and has never been PLL bro code. We are always friends with each other's exes. Until they turn up dead, I mean."
Spencer: "This is a special case that I cannot explain to you."
Emily: "Why, because I wouldn't understand loss? Betrayal? Do-rags? I am in a committed relationship with Paige McCullers, lady. I have experienced all those things in the last twenty-four hours."

Emily: "Did you forget the part where my girlfriend was abducted, tortured, terrorized, imprisoned and eventually murdered? Or the time I fully stabbed a guy? I can handle some dark shit, Hastings, and you'd better remember that. You don't have the monopoly on pain. Besides Aria, we've all felt it. And we get through it because we have each other. And the other Liars and I are not interested in sitting around watching you turn into..."
Spencer: "Into somebody other than Spencer Hastings? Because check out my track record on that one. Please, just ... Get good with this, Emily. This is the new me."

Her voice is horrible, rough, ugly, sad, scary. Emily looks punched in the gut.

FITZCOMMON FITZCHILDREN'S FITZPARTMENT

Aria: "So you're moving out. Our little idyll wasn't meant to last forever, one suppo... Hey, are you throwing away an entire saucepan?"
Wesley: "I'm just a young man, I do not know the ways of oatmeal. Nor of the heart. Awkward segue in three, two, one... My mother has known I was here since this morning."
Aria: "Wait, so why did she call me and ask?"
Wesley: "Poor public-school urchin. You do not know ours ways. This was a classic WASP-bitch two-fer. Obviously it's so she now she can tell Ezra you're a liar, and insinuate we're nonstop doing it in his own bed."
Aria: "Your mom's a cunt."
Wesley: "Are you just getting this memo? Anyway, I'm running away to Spain. Or Halifax."
Aria: "I hear they're getting close to a cure for vampirism up there. Listen, why don't you just stay here anyway? I don't really have any friends. That are cute boys."
Wesley: "Speaking of your boyfriend, he's been going to his son's soccer games, with Alex Mack..."
Aria: "Shut up about that, I'm getting a call."